put on the red light While I rock player, niggas I coach more than John Thompson I'm in your town, George, I got it made like Florance I'm getting bigger than the lips
swish Hey Ladies (Hey Jamie) You got your Louie Got your Gucci Got your face Got your lips Make them pass out Stick your ass out Put your hands on your
swish [Jamie Foxx] Hey Ladies (Hey Jamie) You got your Louie Got your Gucci Got your face Got your lips Make them pass out Stick your ass out Put your hands on your
gonna make you mine Your lips taste so sweet You're the one for me, you're my ecstasy You're the one I need I feel in Heaven when I look in your eyes
down and i am too from your head down down down until you tell me when to stop (wooo) cause these lips can't resist kissing you and your tender body
the wrong thing I wanna use the right words to impress you My baby, how do I say? How do I say? How do I say? The room was filled with her sweet aroma
up your tushy Cut the story straight play with your pussy All lovers put the plug in the socket like Bobby and Suzie Wet up the place like a hot jacuzzi I might come across sweet
gotta do to get your attention well and nothing's ever happened no oh what's a girl gotta do to have some fun with you shut your mouth put your lips
on us i put my hands on the fence said your name and i started to climb and it must have been sweat but i drank it like wine it was sweet and my mouth
on us I put my hands on the fence Said your name and I started to climb And it must have been sweat but I drank it like wine It was sweet, my mouth
La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la Up and down baby You know I like to make it I like to make it (Lose control) Ew wee baby My lips as sweet as honey When I put 'em in your
of sweet and nasty A blind man couldn't miss Creole sister, man you can't resist her When she's soft against your lips Voodoo kiss, kiss me on the lips
a fuck Your mouth I don't need your legs you can keep Just tryin' to get up in your jeans re-sew your seams And your pussy was the cameo but stole the
bad word to you I couldn't stop myself writing a funky rap or two So free your dull-ass mind your funky ass will follow Your funk is watered down, in
time, oh no Now here's another barn-burner for the slow learners Put your helmets on and take a seat on the short bus Next stop, right around the corner from your
let me love you tonight I, I, I Kiss, kiss, kiss me on my lips We've been dancing 'round the moment now we're doin' it Then breathe, breathe a sigh your sweet
got on me, should be federal I was told never put the two before the one son But always cultivate your wisdom, to help you build your kingdom I wanna
when Lord jabber tighten when tighten taken to loose Ynot's no loser but I lost your real mind I find you, finder's keeper's so you mind too Your mind